Monday night MD had an emotional crisis — mainly due to the fact that she was overdue for bed — triggered by realization that she was going to bed at the same time as her little sister. She finally wound up in bed crying.
Meanwhile the little sister was laying quietly in her crib, and as I was talking I happened to look over at her. She was laying on her back, sucking her pacifier, with a small stuffed lamb perched on her forehead. I asked her what the sheep was doing and MD’s tears turned to laughter. She just grinned from behind the paci and turned her head so the lamb fell off. She can be such a clown sometimes.
